Chapter 156: Shiratorizawa vs. Fukuda Soso (2) Match Alert…

On the bus back to Oita.

Several people gathered at the back seat and stared intently at the phone in Kiryu's hand. They couldn't help but gasp when they saw the ball being blocked.

"That shot by Futian's setter was really beautiful," Yunnan said. "That short distance and the back-hitting speed was very thoughtful."

"It's a shame it was just that close," Ezoda said. "That red-haired outside hitter from Shiratorizawa caught us off guard. He was originally at the fourth position."

"That's the scary thing about anticipatory blocking."

This sentence caused the four people who were with Kiryu to nod repeatedly. They had also suffered the same kind of pain from Shiratorizawa.

"But... it was a back-and-forth from the start," Huwang sighed, stroking his chin. "I thought Xuecun's serve could last a little longer."

After all, they have suffered a lot in this regard. That kind of sticky style of play...how should I put it, it still feels a bit difficult to deal with.

"Idiot," Yunnan rolled his eyes at him. "Xuecun's serve was alright at first, but Fukuda's overall form won't be fully realized until the second game."

Get familiar with your opponent in the first game, apply pressure in the second, and finally decide the outcome in the third game when you're physically limited... This was the principle that Kosaka and Fukuda summed up in their last match. Plus, they wanted to win too much, so it was inevitable that they fell into a trap.

Thinking of this, Ezoda sighed.

"Kenjo is serving." Kiryu did not participate in their discussion, but instead kept an eye on the broadcast. When he saw the familiar blue-haired setter walking towards the serving point, he spoke up to interrupt his teammates who were about to quarrel.

Uuri also wanted to join them, but unfortunately he didn't get a good seat when he got on the bus, so he could only watch the live broadcast with his mobile phone. However, his ears were always paying attention to this side. When he heard Kiryu's words, his heart tightened and he quickly turned around to watch the game.

Sure enough, just as Kiryu said, the young man in the white and purple No. 9 team uniform stood quietly at the serving point with the ball in his hand. His face was calm and handsome, but he inexplicably made people feel particularly reliable. He just twirled the ball with his fingers as if it was some kind of habit, and then stopped moving.

Because there were teammates sleeping in the car, the people in the back seat had lowered their voices. After Uuri came to his senses, he picked up the earphones beside him and put them in his ears. The commentary voice was somewhat distorted by the electric current.

"As the player from Jiancheng with the highest serve success rate in this Harukaka match, he will once again serve as the first server for Shiratorizawa. So, what kind of serve will he choose for his first ball?"

You can't tell just by looking at the posture. Usuri suddenly thought of the first time he saw Kenjo Shinichi serve. That jump serve was as swift as a sword drawn from its sheath. His pupils constricted and his attention was focused, but in just a moment, the ball was already in front of him.

"Terrible..." he couldn't help but mutter.

"……What?

Xinghai turned around with some confusion and looked at Qingyuan who had just spoken, and heard the cheers of Shiratorizawa's cheerleaders in his ears.

"Shiratorizawa! Invincible! Shiratorizawa!"

"Another goal from Jiancheng! Good shot! Victory in every battle!"

The court was instantly ignited by the powerful serve. Even the audience not far away who were not paying attention to Shiratorizawa started to look in curiously. Inarizaki's booing for his opponent was interrupted by the sudden cheers from this side.

Seeing Qingyuan didn't respond, Xinghai thought his voice was too soft, so he moved a little closer and asked again, "What did you just say?"

Qing Yuan came back to his senses and scratched his head awkwardly, "I said that the ball Jian Chengjun just sent out was a bit too scary."

Qing Yuan: "To be precise, I'm a little worried that my arm will be broken."

"What a loud noise!"

Although I had seen the powerful jump serves of Miyagi's two servers when I was in the national youth team... but practicing and actually hitting them on the court are two different things. Hyotei failed to qualify for the national competition this year. The coach did show the video... but witnessing it happen in person was really scary.

Especially since he easily takes in the perspective of the opposing Futian Comprehensive. Is he going to catch the shells with his bare hands?!

Qingyuan could fully understand why Futian Zonghe remained motionless. A head-on confrontation was still too much for ordinary people like them.

Xinghai was inexplicably silent for two seconds, then he hooked his hand and patted Qingyuan's shoulder, his tone still filled with inexplicable relief and strange ease: "You'll get used to it."

Qingyuan:……

Qingyuan: "No, how can I get used to this? Our school has no connection with Shiratorizawa."

Hirugami was amused by the conversation between the two people next to him and suggested: "How about we arrange a practice match with the coach?"

It would have been fine if this had not been mentioned, but as soon as it was mentioned, Qingyuan's expression suddenly became sad and angry.

The young boy clenched his fists, twisting them violently. "Our coach tried it once, and then was told that the practice matches were already fully booked—! Is that true?!"

"And even if they said they could sponsor Shiratorizawa, the response was that sponsorship was enough? There's actually a club that complains about the high funding?"

“…”

Xinghai withdrew his hand, and the smile on Hiruzen's face froze.

Is there something wrong with these aristocratic private schools? And they're trying to exchange sponsorship for practice matches. Are you sure Shiratorizawa isn't frightened?

Two people thought at the same time.

On the court, Kenjo Shinichi served for the second time.

*

"...That guy stole all the limelight." Gong You said in an extremely light Kansai accent, retracted his gaze, then raised one hand and paused it in mid-air.

make a fist.

In contrast, Inarizaki's music suddenly stopped, and a strange quiet atmosphere appeared on the set. The opponents' cheers were stopped by Miya Yu's command, and many people's cheers froze on their lips.

On this side, Shiratorizawa was still waiting for the serve command, while on the other side, Inarizaki had already sounded the whistle.

"Beep!" A short sound.

Gong You threw the ball, leaned forward, stretched his back, and then hit it hard!

Then the volleyball came out like a bullet, and in the blink of an eye it was in front of him, a goal that exceeded his expectations.

"It feels pretty good!" Gong You combed her hair back, revealing her smooth forehead and a somewhat excited smile.

In contrast to the twins who were initially excited, Miyaji, who was standing on the bench, looked listless. He didn't even open his eyelids and yawned. He felt a little sleepy, he thought silently.

At the same time, on the side of Shiratorizawa, Jiancheng was of course also infected by the sudden quiet and sublime atmosphere in the next court. Unlike Gong You's serve, a sense of confusion suddenly appeared on Jiancheng's face in the second ball. The blue-haired boy tilted his head and gently tossed the ball up one second before the serve was about to time out.

His arm cut through the air and then stopped abruptly the moment it touched the ball.

"Back off! Float!" The moment Fukuda General's captain Ikeda hit the ball, he realized that unlike the first ball, the opponent chose to float.

But he was still a step too slow. The volleyball was like a sharp blade. It turned in the air in the blink of an eye and landed at the feet of the libero Sakuma.

"In bounds!" The referee quickly raised the flag and judged that Shiratorizawa scored.

Seeing this scene, the venue became lively again.

"Great shot, Sword City! Another shot, Sword City!"

"nice shot!!!"

"A perfect serve!" the commentator couldn't help but sigh, "From Shiratorizawa's setter, number nine, Kenjo Shinichi!"

"This is an incredible shot, practically worthy of inclusion in a tutorial video!"

In the stands, although Midorikawa didn't see Miya Yu's serve clearly on Inarizaki's side due to the distance and the crowd, he was still deeply impressed by IH last time.

The momentary silence just now reminded him of the shock that Gong You brought to him.

"If we use the word 'conductor' to describe a setter," Midorikawa couldn't help but voice his thoughts, "Miya Yuu's serve is the type that calls the shots, commanding the entire situation."

Shinomiya didn't have any special thoughts about Inarizaki. He did imagine Kenjo Shinichi wearing a suit, and then asked, "What about Shinichi-sama?"

Midorikawa: ...

Midorikawa was silent for two seconds. "As for Jiancheng... he'd sneak up on people with a baton and hit them on the head from behind."

Shinomiya: ...

Shinomiya:?

Shinomiya: "Huh?"

"What on earth do you misunderstand about Mr. Nobuichi?" Shinomiya asked in disbelief. "That shot just now was super cool, wasn't it?!"

Midorikawa: "I'm the one who's asking you what misunderstandings you have about him..."

Besides, did he say that Jiancheng’s serve was not good? It’s just that his impression was completely different!

On the court, Coach Amano took a deep breath, patted his thigh, and shouted in the direction of Fukuda Zonghe: "Relax! That thing flying towards you is not a bomb! Your movements are still too stiff!"

“…”

Although he said that, Sakuma's mouth twitched for a few seconds, but his body was completely unable to keep up with the ball flying towards him!

"Calm down," Ikeda forced a smile. "There will always be a loophole."

"The other side isn't a robot."

Sakuma: "No, this has nothing to do with robots."

Although he said this, Fukuda Comprehensive Freeman's expression became more and more focused. Come on, he thought silently in his heart.

If the first two balls did not have side spin, then the third ball would most likely be this one. Sakuma made a quick judgment with a serious expression. As he expected, the opponent quickly took action. The blue-haired setter did not drag his feet like in the previous ball, but started the serve the moment the whistle sounded.

That’s right, the free man’s eyes lit up. This time it really was—

"Left hand!"

Sakuma pressed his right leg down, leaned his arms forward, and even rolled backwards twice in order to catch the ball.

It's so heavy! He gritted his teeth and shouted to his teammates.

"tired--!"

The setter quickly organized himself and after thinking about countermeasures, he gave instructions from behind to cross the main attacker at position four.

After receiving the order, Ishikawa started to move at the same time as Bingye. The two jumped, and the ball passed in front of Bingye in the air, and Ishikawa spiked the ball.

"Nice cross attack!" the commentator raises his voice. "Fukuda's setter is tired, a near-perfect adjustment, and Ishikawa spikes!"

【"pity--!"】

As the commentator sighed, Shiratorizawa's libero Yamagata had already jumped to catch the ball.

The ball was about to fly over, and the setter was in position in a few seconds, and Kenjo Shinichi had already jumped.

What kind of ball would he give? Xinghai couldn't help but approach the railing, his eyes locked on the position of the setter, and in the next second, the other party suddenly withdrew his hand holding the ball.

The ball flew past the position where he was supposed to adjust it, and then, under the gaze of everyone at Futian Comprehensive, fell to the ground, making a "crackling" sound that could only be heard by the players on the field.

【"Score--!"】

Surprise, uproar, and finally turned into a cry of excitement.

[“The Sword City player made a very quick judgment, and the libero’s powerful pass directly scored—!”]

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The author has something to say: I haven’t finished writing the extra chapter… (lying down) I’m too addicted to sleep (sad)